alchemic creatures composed of incendiary elements, emotion and ego and envy. Heat them up, stir them together, and sometimes you get gold. Sometimes disaster
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Instead he was handsome the way you think of the devil as handsome—forbiddingly so.
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Wren: “By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes!”
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LL: “Double double, toil and trouble; Fire burn and cauldron bubble— Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf, Witches’ mummy, maw and gulf…”
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ALL: “Double double, toil and trouble, Fire burn and cauldron bubble. Cool it with a baboon’s blood, Then the charm is firm and good.”
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Meredith was much admired but also much envied, and any misstep of hers was jealously savored by at least a few
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I need language to live, like food—lexemes and morphemes and morsels of meaning nourish me with the knowledge that, yes, there is a word for this
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He paused, gazing upward in soft surprise, sadness like drops of blue in both his eyes. Then he sighed and, smiling, shook his head.
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James was in love with Wren, and I was blindly, savagely jealous.
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acters we played as if they were our own.
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